- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
The Tempest hovered overhead, and teleported Chronus aboard..
On the command deck, the command droid greeted him. "we have managed to repair the Tempest Cannon, Guardian. It is preparing to fire as we speak.
Chronus thought for a while and said. "no more bloodshed.. no more.."
The droid turned and replied "you do not have a choice, Guardian. They will be destroyed, as our master created us to do, more than 300 years before."
Chronus yelled "No! stop this treason! I have given your order.."
The droid cut him short. "sir, you are no longer sounding like an AI. Perhaps you need to have you're system restarted.. ah, the cannon is ready, sir."
"don't touch that lever.." said Chronus, getting to his feet.
The droid pulled the lever forward.
The Tempest Cannon began to activate..
Chronus jumped forward, smashing the droid to pieces. He landed in the command chair and began to override the system.
The droids in the room turned, to stop him. with one hand, he continued typing, and with the other, he used the droid's remains as a club, keeping the others away..
on the computer..
Decharging cannon.. please wait..
WARNING: this device is about to fire. Stopping it will cause a massive energy feedback!
enter Authorization code: CHRONUS940.
auth code accepted. cannon shutting down.
Chronus stood, and watched, as the light coming from the ship's massive engines, each the size of a small planet, began to grow brighter and brighter.
a siren flared "WARNING! CANNON IS OVERLOADING! 5 MINUTES TO REACH MINIMUM SAFE DISTANCE OF 4,204.4502,120 LIGHTYEARS!!!"
Chronus sealed the command station, and then, as he ordered the ship onto one last flight into deep space, he opened the comm link to the nearby ships, and said. "Vaya condios, warriors."
The Tempest hurled into subspace.